[ It's a peculiar thing, to feel like some small shadow in the presence of something vast. Is it owed to what Set is, a deity of some distant world? Or perhaps it's ego. He's hardly the sort to know exactly what he ought to call it, but as he's here on business, he easily shelves the thought. ]

In particular, I'd like to know whether you've heard anything about a gang in Kowloon that's fallen on hard times. Liem called them the Jade Crows.

[ There's something akin to curiosity there, of the decidedly professional sort. Yuri knows gangs well enough, familiarity accompanies the word itself, but he says nothing of why. The attachment is effectively held back.

By now, Yuri suspects Set prefers it that way, a little puzzle to toy with at his leisure. ]

If not, perhaps you'd direct me to someone familiar with them.